...passions, they went away, and I wrote with my mind, and perhaps, I may confess, a little bit of my heart. " Why did I laugh to-night ? no voice will tell, No...heart I turn at once — Heart ! thou and I are here, lad and alone ; I say, wherefore did I laugh? — Oh! mortal pain ! Oh darkness ! darkness, ever must...

...passions, they went away, and I wrote with my mind, and perhaps, I may confess, a little bit of my heart. " "Why did I laugh to-night? no voice will tell, No...Heart! thou and I are here, sad and alone; I say, wherefore did I laugh ?—Oh ! mortal pain! Oh darkness! darkness, ever must I moan To question heaven...

...they went away, and I wrote with my mind, and, perhaps, I may confess, a little bit of my heart. " Why did I laugh to-night ? no voice will tell, No...Heart ! thou and I are here, sad and alone ; I say, wherefore did I laugh ? — Oh ! mortal pain ! Oh ! darkness ! darkness, ever must I moan To question...

...passions, they went away, and I wrote with my mind, and perhaps, I may confess, a little bit of my heart. " sed Upon the sightless coursers of the air, onre — Heart ! thou and I are here, »ad and alone ; I say, wherefore did I laugh ? — Oh ! mortal...

...; Why then should man, teasing the world for grace, Spoil his salvation for a fierce miscreed ? XV. WHY did I laugh to-night ? No voice will tell : No God, no Demon of severe response, Deigns to reply frotr Heaven or from Hell. Then to my human heart I turn at once. Heart ! Thou and I are here sad and...

...its passionate intensity, in its loosening hold of life, and realisation of the infinity of death. Why did I laugh to-night ? No voice will tell, No...did I laugh ? O mortal pain ! O darkness, darkness ; must I ever moan To question heaven and hell and heart in vain, Why did I laugh ? I know this being's...

...dying man, we know in a few sonnets only, and turn away with a shudder at their wildness and gloom. " Why did I laugh to-night? No voice will tell, No God,...pain ! O Darkness ! Darkness ! ever must I moan." It is sad to leave him so, but we remember not the fever of his closing days but the grace and nobleness...

...they went away and I wrote with my Mind — and perhaps I must confess a little bit of my heart — Why did I laugh to-night ? No voice will tell : No God, no Deamon of severe response Deigns to reply from heaven or from Hell. — Then to my human heart I turn...

...they went away and I wrote with my Mind — and perhaps I must .confess a little bit of my heart — Why did I laugh to-night ? No voice will tell : No God, no Deamon of severe response Deigns to reply from heaven or from Hell. — Then to my human heart I turn...

...that thik beautiful stanza come;4 down to us disfigured by the bad rhyme grass asu /arc*. SONNET.* WHY did I laugh to-night? No voice will tell: No God,...Thou and I are here sad and alone ; I say, why did 1 laugh? O mortal pain ! O Darkness ! Darkness ! ever must I moan, To question Heaven and Hell and...